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When threatened by the razor edge of reason, the Left is "in extreme peril."
Saturday, March 25, 2006
My tiny little cubicle
My cubicle at Central is smaller than the one I had at Days Inn Reservations. For scale, notice that the brown boxes on top are Kleenex.
Note too how many of these are packed into an already too small room. The chiar with the coat is mine.
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